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I just heard that one of my best friends is getting divorced. I can't say that I'm surprised, but it still is a bummer. She sounded very calm on the phone, but said she'd been crying hysterically all weekend. I wish I could do more to help her, but she is one of those introverted types who gets really hinky if people fuss over her. I've let her know that I'm available if needed, but still. It's sobering.
On a similar but different note, I weep for the fact that my husband can marinate and grill portabellos, and make wild mushroom risotto for me, and then feel bad that it didn't turn out perfectly. I've told him before that none of the other men I've been with ever cooked me anything more complicated than a frozen Totino's Party Pizza, but he is a perfectionist.
He's also deperssed about the job situation, and trying to be cheerful when he feels like hammered doo-doo every day that goes by without employment. It's tough because I want to offer him advice, which he doesn't need, and I know that getting depressed about it only makes everything harder, but it's not like you can tell someone 'well, don't get depressed, silly!' That never helps. I know. :(
On a similar but different note, I weep for the fact that my husband can marinate and grill portabellos, and make wild mushroom risotto for me, and then feel bad that it didn't turn out perfectly. I've told him before that none of the other men I've been with ever cooked me anything more complicated than a frozen Totino's Party Pizza, but he is a perfectionist.
He's also deperssed about the job situation, and trying to be cheerful when he feels like hammered doo-doo every day that goes by without employment. It's tough because I want to offer him advice, which he doesn't need, and I know that getting depressed about it only makes everything harder, but it's not like you can tell someone 'well, don't get depressed, silly!' That never helps. I know. :(
